Dream Jumirah

Chapters 2. The arrival of the landlord at the home of Mr. Sutejo and Mr. Lasmi.

"But I'm a cripple!" jumirah said with a sad face.

"So let's go to class, soon the bell rings," asked Farel holding his sister who is still first class SD

"Thank you Mas, Mas Farel is so good," said Jumirah wrapped his hands around the neck Farel who was carrying him, he put his head on Farel's back.

Jumirah was lowered from the sling after they had reached the door of class 1 SD.

"Mas Farel didn't go to class?" jumirah asked as her brother was still standing in front of the first-class door.

"Now Deck, wait for your teacher to come, I don't want them to bother you anymore." Said Farel staring intently at the four boys sitting on the back row wooden chair, the four boys lowered their heads in fear with Farel's gaze.

Farel, who is already in 6th grade, returned to his class when he saw the first grade teacher coming.

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Back to Jumirah at 15 years old.

Tok ...

"Dec, open the door. This is Mas Farel" said Farel, knocking on the door of Jumirah's room.

"Open Mas, the door is not a key Jumi," replied Jumirah from inside the room.

Czech ...

The door of Jumirah's room was opened by Farel, seen his sister who was lying on a mattress with a prone position while hiding her face on a pillow.

"Dad!" Farel held the back of his sister, Jumirah turned back, he woke up from the fall. Both of her eyes were red with clear liquid coming out from her two beautiful eyes.

"Mas Farel .. not me who has broken the vase of flowers Mother mas, I swear Mas, really not me Mas, but Goddess, Dewi, I saw for myself the Goddess who had just come out of the room walking while staggering maybe because she was still sleepy, she accidentally nudged Mother's flower vase and finally Mother's flower vase broke, hiks ...." Obviously Jumirah while sobbing looking at Farel's face.

"Mas trust Deck. Now we're out yok, don't cry anymore." Farel rubbed gently on Jumirah's hair.

"But Mother does not believe in Me Mas, Mother instead punishes I did not give pocket money for one week. If you don't give me pocket money, I can't pay for angkot. How do I go to school Mas, I can not walk because my school is far away Mas, I can not go to school if not take angkot," complained Jumirah.

Jumirah is currently in 1st grade High School, the distance between home and school is very far, must take an angkot to get to his school which is in the city while he lives in the village.

Jumirah who is only the son of a farmer whose life is mediocre can go to school because of the scholarship he got from the government because of his intelligence.

"You don't have to worry about Dek, you forget that there is still Mas, later Mas who will take you to school" said Farel.

"Yes ... Mas Farel thanks Mas, hiks ...." Jumirah immediately hugged Farel's body tightly while crying.

Degs....

A strange feeling appeared to Farel as his sister hugged him so tightly that her heart was pounding.

Farel, now 20 years old, secretly likes Jumirah. Sabah Farel had known from a long time ago that Jumirah was not his biological sister.

"Hiks ... Mas Farel carefully yes," Jumirah took off his embrace, he wiped his own tears using his finger.

One minute later after his brother went to the rice field with their father, and the mother had also gone to the condangan, Jumirah resumed his work of doing homework such as sweeping, mopping the floor, and making the floor, washing clothes belonging to both parents and also his two brothers, after finishing washing clothes, Jumirah continued to cook, while the sister, Dewi, even went to play with her friends.

Jumirah returned to his room after his work was done.

"THE PASSION!" The sound of someone calling his name made Jumirah who was in the room directly out of the room to see who was calling, seen the father who turned out to have gone home with his brother while carrying a medium-sized bucket, containing cassava they just took from the rice field. In addition to planting rice, they also plant cassava trees on embankments around rice fields.

"Here, you clean and then boil some, the rest you make chips tomorrow!" order Mr. Sutejo who just returned from the rice field when it was late afternoon.

"Well sir." replied Jumirah carrying a bucket containing cassava that is still dirty filled with soil to the back to be peeled and cleaned and then he boiled some according to his father's orders.

"NORTH ... MELIA ... GET OUT YOU GUYS !" There was a scream from a man outside the house.

Mr. Sutejo who had just returned from the rice fields immediately came out of the house to see who was shouting followed by Farel and Jumirah out of curiosity.

"Tejo.. pay off your debts!" snapped at the person outside the house after Sutejo had left the house.

"O landlord sorry sir, I don't have any money yet" Sutejo replied, bowing his body.

"Hah .. can not, anyway you have to pay your debt right now because your debt has increased with interest."

"Sorry sir, give me a few more weeks waiting for the harvest."

No way," replied the landlord firmly, then he glanced at Jumirah who had just come out from inside the house.

"Okay ... Your debt will be paid off as long as you hand over your daughter to me" said the landlord with a sly smile towards Jumirah.

"Huh ...." Jumirah went into hiding behind Farel.

"Hi sweet, don't be afraid of your dear brother," said the landlord was about to withdraw Jumirah's hand but was immediately pushed over by Farel blocking the landlord from approaching Jumirah.

"Oh .. so you are interested in the child, okay can be arranged sir." said Mr. Sutejo without any burden.

"What do you mean by Father?" ask Farel suspiciously.

"You have been silent, this is the business of parents" replied Mr. Sutejo ketus.

"Okay, I hold your word Sutejo." The landlord went by and left Sutejo's house.

During the night there was a debate between Sutejo and his wife, Mr. Tejo wanted Jumirah to marry the landlord so that his debts would be paid off, while Bu Lasmi objected if Jumirah had to marry an old landlord and already had 6 wives, Jumirah had to marry, although Bu Lasmi often scolded Jumirah but in fact he loved Jumirah even though Jumirah was not his biological child, the child he had taken care of from the baby.

"Why do you keep the child, ma'am, he's not our real son, after all," mr Tejo said he was angry that his wife did not allow Jumirah to be handed over to the landlord to pay off his debts he had borrowed for gambling and for farming capital.

Jumirah who accidentally heard his father's words was really shocked, he immediately ran into the room and locked his room, in the room he was crying so much.